"friendzone" poems
I am not required to love you.
Let's get that straight.
Neither man nor woman
Is obligated to profess
And show their undying love for you,
Just as the sun doesn't revolve around the world,
The world doesn't revolve around you.
A series of acts showing your "kindness"
Is not a contract for a relationship.
The very fact that you have to shout
How you are a "nice guy"
Shows how you aren't;
Kindness doesn't need reassurance.
To be frank,
This whole delusion
Is getting a bit out of hand
(see: the ****** Killer",
a guy so sexually frustated
He killed people
for not giving him the right to get laid).
Maybe, hear me out here guys,
it's not because girls only look for "bad guys".
Maybe we look for soulmates,
Not Good Samaritans with hidden agendas.
This may come off as a shock for some of you,
But all-around goodness isn't equal
to treating girls nicely
Only because you might have a chance.
So if your mating dance
Consists of acting like you're an angel And simultaneously complaining
About the blindness
And insolence of women,
It's high time you should stop.
Put down the fedora while you're at it.
It's become a symbol for gentlemen for you,
But now it's a warning sign for us: "Beware the self-entitling guy!"
Honestly, we cringe every single time.
And darling,
Nice guys always finish last
because they whine
Instead of running.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
I guess I used the wrong words when I talked to the stars,
I wished to never lose you and it sort of worked.
I should´ve been more specific,
cause I wanted us to be bonded by love.
You are not away,
but you are not here yet.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC
Friendzone
Teenage Purgatory
Like a mirage of an oasis
In a sweltering desert
When they're happy
It brightens the world
When they're sad
Your world erodes
When you look at them
You see utter brilliance
Magnificence
Perfectness
But when they see you
They only see one thing:
Friend
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
I know not
Whether I'm in love with you
Or in love with our friendship.
For you,
Are the boy who's been inhabiting my mind lately
But I must admit,
You're not the first to reside there
But I can say,
That I would not mind
If you were the last
Though I fear,
Your departure is inevitable.
But if you could remain,
I would not take it in vain.
For you're the only one
Keeping me sane.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 11:44 PM UTC
I remember our first kiss
It was an accident & you
wouldn't stop apologizing
because you had one past
too many to drink
You were broken like a
shattered glass bowl filled
with your favorite kind of
cereal & way too much milk
As it fell to the floor, your
heart dropped just as fast,
immediately realizing that
this couldn't be undone
You'd have to clean up all
of the glass & soggy bits of
sugary flakes from the floor
all by yourself with no help
You cursed to yourself through
clenched teeth & a closed jaw,
tears daring to escape your eyes
like the milk pouring & dripping
over the sides of the broken bowl
You swore off cereal all together
because the agony of possibly
breaking another bowl had
your head & heart in a whirl
of confusion & annoyance
Slowly as you began to pick the
broken pieces of glass from the floor,
piece after piece being thrown away,
this task you found a chore
becomes more of a necessity
that you didn't realize until
the big mess was already created
Wiping up the chunks of sugar
& tossing them in the trash,
a small smile curls at the
corners of your mouth
Pain runs through your veins,
but relief washes over your core
as you realize the worst is over
The kiss that I remember
was not of regret, but beauty
I'm on this sugar high &
I'm not sure I can come down
But you don't want cereal anymore
so I'll eat this bowl alone
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
You have the prettiest eyes and I'm sorry I made them cry
You always tell me about the story of your childhood,
why you have crooked teeth,
but for me I saw how beautiful that smile was
and I'm sorry if I'm the reason why it fade and turn into frown.
I know you don't like your body but it doesn't matter to me
I saw how beautiful you are when you talk about your passion, your dreams and your goals
I'm sorry if you feel bad about yourself again
You have the biggest heart, it's pure and fragile
And I know it would be an understatement to say sorry for breaking it
As some people are better off as friends before turning into lovers.
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
I tried.
Trust me, darling, I really did.
You were the 'whole package', as some people would say.
But the only thing missing was the most important one.
I didn't really love you.
You were perfect.
But all your perfection could never fit perfectly with my rough edges.
But darling, even if we matched, and every part of our personality meshed well with each other,
I always won the 'I love you more' game because you let me win
But we both know the painful truth
I don't love you.
Not the way you love me.
And I never will—
I'm sorry.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 12:50 PM UTC
Spent all my money on comfy camo clothes
Diors and Docs
and none of them have pockets
for you
would’ve spent it trying to get to you, get me out the friendzone
but i’m good, the gleam
of spring rain incites the wetness
and half drear to outshine
but i’m doing me and making each day
mine
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 3:22 PM UTC
So what?
She'd rather not dance the night away?
You're asking for less time than it took for the last guy to run away with her faith
So give her some space
Let love find it's own way
take that energy and find someone who will handle with care
Cause you're fragile too
This whole relationship isn't your average pack up job, you can't put fragile with fragile and just shut the box
Call me what you will, but I don't care for superficial friendships with people who want way too much more
So take what you will, because she wants to want you this isn't something you can conjure from thin air
Trust me if there was a potion she would drink it
She want's to want you, and when it comes to this It's seriously 50-50 on who hurts the most don't pretend it isn't
So realize what you're doing and curb your frustration
She's having the same sensation
So next time you want to play pity me and say you lost an opportunity
Think about what you're saying
She's lost something far worse
Think of what you could be for her if you stayed as less than you thought you paid for
Isn't that the kind of person YOU would fall in love with?
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
The friend zone has two sides:
On one, the poor soul is trapped
Hopelessly longing for one who turns a blind cheek.
You sympathize with them,
because they suffer for having emotions.
They cannot be asked to stifle their passion.
Yet here in this pit, all emotions are paralyzed,
Who could be so vile as to banish someone to this place?
The other side is much different.
Not many strong emotions.
But there certainly isn't happiness, or even peace.
The overwhelming feelings are pity, solemn, and overwhelming power.
This vile person has so much power over the poor soul.
But did they ask for that power?
Did they even want that power?
No, they want to be equal, not above.
Fully aware of the pain they have caused, they are sorry.
To all of you. Not just the people they have personally caused pain,
But to all of you who have fallen for someone like them and was burned,
It is unintended, and is painful for them too.
They feel evil and wrong, but have their own obsession.
They love their partner as much as you think you love them.
And they want nothing more than for all of you to find the person who is really meant for you.
Like I have.
You won't be happy with me.
Because I won't be happy with you.
But someone will.
And while you're wasting your time over me,
the person meant for you is waiting for you, longing for the hole in their own heart to be filled.
Don't continue to suffer, and don't keep them waiting.
I feel responsible for your scars. But only they can heal them for you.
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 8:48 PM UTC
Oh please
Set me free
If you
Don't need me
And
Stop that nonsense
Don't
Friendzone me
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
she was 5'2,
black hair,
long nails,
prettiest personality,
hair flowing through the wind whispfully,
all round person as you can see,
but me,
i wasn't very talkable,
and even my darkest hour,
i wouldn't hold her accountable,
i swear feels like eachday would last til an eternity,
so grateful when i saw her,
and she noticed me,
wasn't in the best of moods,
she saw tthem in my body language,
picking out different girls to make me happy later,
i was astonished,
every night in her room talking about different things,
like the wedding dresses and the wedding rings,
not knowing i would do anything to make her say,
i love you and i do,
hoping the feelings change,
just know that i love you too,
going to the mall picking things out to make her smile,
since her last boyfriend haven't seen that in awhile,
thinking about the features,
if we had a child...
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
I feel you
I understand you
I like you
but I still don't want
to be with you
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 7:24 AM UTC
“I'm a mess”, he said, eyes so hollow
that I barely recognize him at all. “I'm the most pathetic human, aren't I?”
I wanted to say, no, you're not.
You've got the most alluring soul
that most angels would walk on earth
only to see you.
No, you're not a shack of mess,
for your heart is built of beautiful memories
and delicate love, for your smile
is worth to go war for, for your heart
is all I want to protect for.
I wanted to say—
“C'mon, don't be too sad,” I said while
elbowing his shoulder. “You're cool,
you know that?”
When he kept quiet, I continued,
“Well, she's not the only person
on earth after all.”
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
I keep pacing through my mind
I keep thinking of what we could be
I wonder who I could find
What will I see?
Oh great, all I found are feelings
Just another thing to ruin my nights
Take me away, give me wings
And then make me lose these fights.
No one sees my face behind closed doors
They’re focused on their chances
But to me; they’re simple little ******
Doing their girly, fake little prances
That pretty much describes my life
Just a jar of broken dreams
My happiness hit with a knife
Stuck in one big friendzone, it seems
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 7:40 PM UTC
-
She said she had a lot of baggage
Running from things she's been avoiding
Since a young age
I told her we were in the same boat
I'm also trying to stay afloat
-
Few days later I was her favourite
Late night calls and early texts
Those park dates were best
Surrounded by a crowd but it feel like
It was just the two of us
We would bearly notice the rest
-
I said with you I don't feel alone
And that my feelings for came like a cyclone
Maybe I came in too strong
But I felt weak after she said
I feel like that too
But we should keep it in the friendzone
-
Lowkie ®
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 12:04 AM UTC
Take me with you,
Through the classroom windows from where i flew,
In the garden where memories grew,
To the childhood where all the wounds were new
Over the horizons which I once knew,
To the mountains which I once drew,
Crack wide open my world in two,
Take me with you,
Take me anywhere,
Closer to you or away from myself
Take a box full of spray paints and spray paint over the walls confining me,
Paint a star, the sun and the moon and you,
Paint a rainbow,
Paint me red, green and yellow
Paint the sky, blue and grey
Paint the clouds, infinite and immaculate
Paint a tree, alive and withered
And a seesaw just to keep reminding me that we cannot rise together
**** me in the friend zone
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 7:10 AM UTC
I've never told you,
But I've loved you for years.
I know you don't feel the same,
But I always hoped that somehow
You would fall in love with me too.
I never minded waiting
Just being around you was enough,
But these days, you've become so distant
I wonder if you even care at all.
Even when I was drowning in my own darkness,
I answered your calls and listened to every problem you had.
And then, when I needed someone, I reached out to you,
But you ignored every single plea for help.
Now, my heart is slowly dying
And I don't know how to stop it or who to tell.
With its final fading beats it clings to my love for you,
But even that is slowly fading.
And somehow, I feel it's all my fault.
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 2:11 AM UTC
I get distracted by little things
It looks like I’m hunting love
I know I want Love
But then I get distracted by simple momentary things
I know who I am supposed to ask out on a date
But, seems easier to ask someone else
Because I’m too scared to fall for that person
And get “we’re just friends” as a response.
“Hey I love you why you telling me your dramas about the guys you like but end up lying and hurting you?”
I think
But I never say
I just listen
“Don’t be fooled” I say
“I won’t” she says
Weeks later she telling me the same old stories
“Try me”
I think
But I never say
“What if she is telling me to ask her to be mine? What is she thinking?”
I think to myself
Gosh, I wish I wasn’t too scared to lose you as a friend
I wish you knew I mean it when I say I missed you every time I see you after two, four or eight months
I wish you were mine
Just mine
I fantasize about the things we could be doing if we were together
Then I remember what we had
Were we too fast?
Was it a perfect thing on a bad time?
I don’t know, but
I loved every little moment
I told her she’s one of the best things that ever happened in my life
I meant it
When did we **** this up?
When did we become just friends?
Am I in love?
How can I win her back?
(to be continued)
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 3:28 PM UTC
Does your boyfriend do all these thing that I do for you?
Treat you the way I treat you ?"
It was clear why he was asking,
Everyone wants to look better than their opponent.
Then a moment of silence slipped in,
And a flash back of nothing swept by...
Those were all the memories I had with my boyfriend.
"He probably will also change when he has me,
right now he just wants to be the better man"...
I told myself.
"Of course!
He treats me well...
He even does more than I could ever ask for"... I lie.
If he had paid more attention,
He could have spotted my hesitation.
If he had paid more attention,
He could have known I needed a hug.
He could have notice the cry for help
Behind my smile.
That I wanted him to try harder.
I wanted him to convince me...
So I could know i was worth a fight.
But sadly he backed down,
Turn his back away,
And has never looked.
And I can't run after him.
All am left with is the promise I made to my lover.
And the thought of "what could have been"
Jul 27, 2020
Jul 27, 2020 at 8:59 PM UTC
I heard icebergs only show a tenth on the surface, and that, is one hell of a surface, makes titanic hearts like mine sink too easily.
I’m sure if i searched your eyes I’d find my daydreams, I’m sure between your lips will be a good place to hide my nightmares and kissing you will be the safest thing I have ever done.
Between your leopard print skin and zebra stripped life, lies everything perfect about imperfections.
I understand that a womans thoughts are hard to read, I heard once that they are written in braille. If love is truly blind, then reading your mind should come easy.
If you would let me, I want to be the answer to the questions you were too afraid to ask. I want my heartbeat to be your favourite bedtime story and you would fall asleep on my chest every night.
And if you won’t, then at least let me be a home to your gorgeous, an ocean to your iceberg, I’ve lived long enough to learn that there’s enough space in a friendzone for two.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
Friend zone hardships,
never seeing through the eyes
that gaze with admiration
that you where always there.
But never in the place
intended.
A side line referee, holding hands
but giving red cards to those
who foul up her heart with tears.
Lovers will *** and go, but a friendship
of mutual feelings that's never going
to be strained.
As this is one place they'll stay, for love is endless.
When the friendzone is sat upon,
its just a different respect.
Never wavering over time,
you'll always have one another's back,
no matter the others pain your always friends.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
i love you
but were not
you always make
my rib cage shake
im dying
i want to tell you how much
i do, but you are giving
me a reason not to
if i tell you how much i love you,
will you still stay till its thru?
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:03 PM UTC
It has been almost 7 years since
We first spoke,
And your *** and coke has loosened your tongue.
"It is not your fault that I'm
in love with you,"
you said,
"I'm just an idiot, for letting it go
so far."
Like when, at 3am, you phoned from across the ocean,
Because you felt that something was wrong,
And the pills stacked up on my desk stayed there,
Useless.
I'm sure that that was careless of you, too.
If I had known I would have curbed it,
Because I know that
unrequited love feels like a
punch to the gut,
And you've saved me enough times that
I owe you in return.
But, as confessions pour from your alcoholic lips,
I freeze.
I'm not sure what comfort I can be, when
The word 'friendzone' has
left your mouth so often
That I sometimes think
you're the
enemy.
Now we are here,
And I keep expecting your finger
To send the blame my way.
Please don't be that guy
(I wouldn't be alive without you.)
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 6:42 PM UTC